Kana stood outside of the house before turning her head watching the social worker drive away. She did not even bother to stay with her to meet her biological father. Yeah sure she knew him when she was two years old but she did not remember that time. All she could remember was that her mother and father were fought about everything but never did her mother try to bad mouth her father. Actually when she was on her death bed she started talking about her father and what kind of man he was. In the best possible way.
Her real name was Katharine candy McClain, She had no clue where her middle name was maybe her mom wanted some candy when she was putting her name on the birth certificate. She had been called Kana since she was around eight. She preferred it to Katharine or Kathy. She hesitated at the door her hand balled into a fist ready to knock but never did to scared of who here father would be.
She only had a black guitar case and her hand along with a blue trunk which rolled around the when she dragged it. A few boxes were sent to his house before she arrived, her only belongings and a few things her mom left her. The rest in a trust fund for her 18th birthday. Her mom had died on Kana's birthday less then a week ago. April 16th. Her funeral just two days ago and the pain was still visible on her face.
Finally Kana brought her hand to the door and knocked four times and waited. â??Mister?â? She called from outside. She did not know what she should call him. Dad? Mrâ?¦ what ever his last name was.. She did not know so she waited for him. Her eyes downcast as she waited. Her bright blue eyes were slightly teary. She was shy but never acted it at home. She did not know if that would change. She tucked her light blond hair behind her ear and waited.
Her real name was Katharine candy McClain, She had no clue where her middle name was maybe her mom wanted some candy when she was putting her name on the birth certificate. She had been called Kana since she was around eight. She preferred it to Katharine or Kathy. She hesitated at the door her hand balled into a fist ready to knock but never did to scared of who here father would be.
She only had a black guitar case and her hand along with a blue trunk which rolled around the when she dragged it. A few boxes were sent to his house before she arrived, her only belongings and a few things her mom left her. The rest in a trust fund for her 18th birthday. Her mom had died on Kana's birthday less then a week ago. April 16th. Her funeral just two days ago and the pain was still visible on her face.
Finally Kana brought her hand to the door and knocked four times and waited. â??Mister?â? She called from outside. She did not know what she should call him. Dad? Mrâ?¦ what ever his last name was.. She did not know so she waited for him. Her eyes downcast as she waited. Her bright blue eyes were slightly teary. She was shy but never acted it at home. She did not know if that would change. She tucked her light blond hair behind her ear and waited.